The scorching sun is red only because someone from somewhere has drawn it like thatIf a meteorite fell and I diedI couldn’t even make a tear fall down the stranger girl’s cheek

In a sleepless night which I want to hurt somebodyThe transparent you is beckoning to me inthe mirror “Please come with me, let’s start a game”

You must not look at the imperfect figure that can give punishments to sinsThe ghost is holding a rose between its lipsPouring a slime-like distorted romance into your transparent body

The shooting stars disappear like they are living fast is just because they hear too much wishes and feel annoyedLearn the morality - Even if you dieThere will be somebody else becomes you according to the Pareto’s Principle

In a morning too dazzling that it made me think everything is meaninglessAt the corner of the room, a faceless mouse sang"In the black sea, a sweet world appears if you bite the moon rock"

You must not touch The light of selfishness that made lies on top of love"I only want to dream in a never ending dream" with an innocent looking cunning clever smileThe imperfect figure that can give punishments to sins will never goes awayGiving a rose to the ghostYou are whispering to me like a kiss while getting close to my spirit